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Joe smirked he had been enjoying his power he sat at a table, with three girls two looked like they were happy to be with him, the third would not even look up, all she seemed to do was nod and smile, as if afraid to do anything else. The town was in many ways under his control, and as long as his head boss still got his cut, Joe was given all the power and freedom, though he owned everything his hands were in nothing he loved his position and recently had been having fun constantly adding new female members though he was becoming bored with finding new girls to break in. This club was the last night he would be out looking.
The word around the street was he was taking retribution out for his old girl walking out on him, though no one would say it around him, he was untouchable, if the police tried to hold him, a fall guy would claim it was him, and he would be set in jail, Joe smirked, âThis is the life girls!â He spoke loudly putting his arms around the one that wanted to be here and the one that was ashamed to be near him the other looking jealous. Though as he looked in the crowd he thought he saw a familiar face and started into the crowd looking about as he approached the girl he thought he had known moving slowly across the room.
He had a violent behavior, and had many flaws in relationships, but he was a good looking man, his hair cut sort always combed back, emerald Green eyes, and black hair, wearing a simple pair of black dress pants a simple buckle keeping them up. A white undershirt and black dress shirt over it buttoned up and a tie, he liked making sure those around him knew who he was. The smell of his colone attracting some, though it was more commonly his money and power people wanted him for. Some moving out of his way making it easier for him to approach her.
The word around the street was he was taking retribution out for his old girl walking out on him, though no one would say it around him, he was untouchable, if the police tried to hold him, a fall guy would claim it was him, and he would be set in jail, Joe smirked, âThis is the life girls!â He spoke loudly putting his arms around the one that wanted to be here and the one that was ashamed to be near him the other looking jealous. Though as he looked in the crowd he thought he saw a familiar face and started into the crowd looking about as he approached the girl he thought he had known moving slowly across the room.
He had a violent behavior, and had many flaws in relationships, but he was a good looking man, his hair cut sort always combed back, emerald Green eyes, and black hair, wearing a simple pair of black dress pants a simple buckle keeping them up. A white undershirt and black dress shirt over it buttoned up and a tie, he liked making sure those around him knew who he was. The smell of his colone attracting some, though it was more commonly his money and power people wanted him for. Some moving out of his way making it easier for him to approach her.